Caught up in gun fight no time for a chat
Just time to shoot werewolves, and leopards and rats
The pleas of the dying and wounded arise
But I have no mercy or time for goodbyes

The sirens are nearing there's no time to waste
Just pack up my weapons and leave with great haste
I love to hunt vampires and werebeasts each night
The stronger the better, I savour the fight.

I've finished my business and earned all my pay
I always knew somehow it work out this way. 
I'll miss dear Anita but she had to go
We finally drew down and she was too slow.  

--Amen.